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051 The intelligence is not as good as the cat, spicy chicken

After making the decision, Masha was relaxed and decided to spend the rest of his time training his magic power.

He set a small goal for himself first, and practiced until he could still have magic left after listening to the wind.

Now, as soon as Masha listens to the wind technique, he has to cooperate with the declaration, otherwise his defense against the world's principles will be directly reduced to a negative number because the Blue Bar is taken away, and he will be GG if he is not careful.

The scope of the Declaration is much larger than Masha imagined. This time, in order to counterattack, Masha originally thought that it would cover several floors at most, but it ended up covering the entire main hall building.

Moreover, the consequences were more serious than Masha imagined. Even the Secretary of Military Affairs was alarmed, and he was a big shot in the imperial capital.

Whether it is the Governor Li or his father, no matter how high the official position is, he is still a local official. He is a military secretary, a senior official in the capital, and is a first-rank official.

Such a high-ranking official came over in the middle of the night, but twice, and he didn't even want to be arrogant. You can imagine how terrible the effect of this declaration is to the official's opinion.

This declaration cannot be used easily in the future.

In addition to the consequences that are too scary, another reason why it cannot be used is that if you use too much, it may expose the background of this ability.

Masha will definitely know more and more about this world, and will also know more and more magic. Now it seems that the characteristic of this declaration is that as long as Masha knows a little bit of fur, the corresponding magic will be kicked out of the scope prohibited by the declaration.

The big guys are not stupid. If they make declarations more often, they will definitely be able to find out the rules and infer more things.

——This declaration can only be kept for life-saving purposes.

——When necessary, you can take it out and scare people. If you operate it appropriately, you can make the enemy equate the declaration with "The master is going to take action", and maybe you can scare the enemy away.

The declaration cannot be used easily, but Masha also wants to use the awesome spell improved by Wolfgang Pauli to obtain information, so he can only practice hard to increase the power of the magic.

——When the magic power can support the normal use of wind-listening techniques, I will have an extremely useful means of collecting intelligence.

——As a guy from the Freudian school, the importance of intelligence to me is self-evident.

Masha thought this way, rubbing his fists and was about to start practicing tonight, when suddenly he saw the white cat that left a few hours ago with blood marks on his forehead sitting upright on the chart table.

At this time, the white cat did not emit blue light.

Masha looked at the white cat and did not start practicing immediately, but said hello to it: "Yo, fat boy."

After saying that, he immediately jumped away.

With a clang, the iron plate that fell from the ceiling hit the place where Masha had just stood.

"The Saint Seiya will not be defeated twice by the same move!"

Then, the ceiling of the entire chart room fell off.

Masha was smashed to the ground.

The white cat jumped onto him, looked at him condescendingly, and made a contemptuous "meow" sound.

Masha laughed. As a Freudian Frankenstein who could be promoted, he used psychological knowledge from the earth to analyze his mood at the moment while laughing.

At this time, he laughed because through this little nonsense, he truly felt that "I am not alone."

He pushed away the iron plate covering his right hand and gently stroked the white cat's head.

"Hey, partner."

The white cat meowed twice in response.

The machine spider crawled out of the repair passage in the corner and began to clean up the iron plates on the ground.

Masha stood up with the white cat in her arms, put the white cat back on the chart table, then looked at the white cat and said, "I forgot if you don't show up, I have to make sure what you can do."

White cat: "Meow."

"First of all, can you understand what I said, right? Just call me, and if you don't, just stay silent."

"Meow!"

"When you are in the real world, can you know what I think, right?"

"Meow."

"Are you willing to cooperate with my ideas and execute my orders, right?"

The cat is silent.

——Damn it, it’s worthy of being a cat.

"Another way of asking you, when I ask you, you will cooperate with me in a good mood, right?" Masha took a humble attitude.

"Meow."

——It’s indeed a cat!

"Meow."

——No need to answer this sentence!

"On this ship, what I said was to you, and you don't have to worry about what I think in my mind. OK?"

The white cat is silent.

——Okay.

Masha continued: "First determine how far you can be from me in the real world. The first question is, can you leave my sight?"

The white cat didn't say anything.

——It seems that it cannot.

Mashab wanted to move on to the next step, but he thought of another thing and confirmed: "Suppose, you were in my sight, and I suddenly turned my head, do you still exist?"

It is a quantum cat, and maybe when Masha doesn't observe it, it will no longer exist.

Or in a superposition state between existence and non-existence.

This is Schrödinger.

The cat meowed.

Masha: "So, I don't need to look at you at all times. As long as you are in a position where there is a direct line of sight between me, you are there, and you can have an impact on reality? Right?"

"Meow."

"Very good. Next, is the biggest harm you can do to humans at the same level as before attacking me?"

"Meow."

"So you only have the attack power of an ordinary cat in the real world?"

"Meow."

Masha scratched his head. He originally thought that if the cat partner had high attack power, he could use it as a killer weapon.

——But there should be other things it can do.

"Meow."

Masha was too lazy to express his opinion on the cat peeping at his head, so he asked directly: "Can you swallow things into your stomach?"

This is the ability Masha wants cats to have most now.

"Meow."

Masha was overjoyed and hurriedly continued to ask: "Will the things you swallow into your stomach be invisible?"

"Meow."

"Then... can you pull it out?"

"Meow!"

After the cat finished moaning, he turned his head and picked up the compass on the chart table.

Masha didn't notice the cat's movement at all. He was so excited that his voice trembled: "Can you take the things you swallowed back to this ship and pull it out?"

The cat looked at Masha and held a compass in his mouth.

Masha: "Can you do it?"

The cat bent his neck and lowered the compass and called out "Meow", for some reason why he felt helpless.

Masha didn't notice at all. He clapped his hands hard, making his hands cramp.

The cat looked at Masha, who was grinning while covering his hands with his idiot eyes.

Masha rubbed his hands for a long time before the severe pain of the cramps subsided. Then he continued to confirm the cat's ability: "I want to confirm the biggest thing you can swallow and look at the blackboard."

Masha used chalk to wipe out a small empty space on the blackboard, and wrote a few weights: 100 grams, 500 grams, 1 kilogram, and more than 3 kilograms.

Then he pointed at more than three kilograms and asked, "Can you swallow this?"

The cat doesn't answer.

Masha pointed at each other and finally confirmed that the cat could swallow 100 grams, not 500 grams.

So he subdivided a few numbers in this interval at one hundred grams, and then made the same method to confirm them one by one.

In the end, he was sure that the cat could swallow up to 125 grams.

——At the level of a cat, this mouth is considered big?

——But in my need, one hundred and twenty-five grams is a bit too little.

At this time, Masha saw the cat pick up a piece of chalk and jump to the slot in front of the blackboard with the blackboard eraser and chalk. He used the cat's soft body and wrote two English letters on the blackboard in a difficult posture: S and B.

——You scold me?

Masha was scolded for no reason and suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his head: "You are holding chalk! What you mean is that you can return to the boat with something in your mouth! Isn't it?"

The cat puts chalk on the sand on his face.
Chapter completed!
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